Ne Olur Bir Sabah [English translation]

I want that my door is knocked in a morning,please

I want that my inner side gets full of your smile when I open the door

Maybe a tavern and some raki

I want you to sing a ballad and I want to sing along with you

Don't mind that the curtains are

bright in this city

Don't fall for their colourful patterns

Behind them,who knows how many hearts are whelmed

by these separations

Who knows how many rusted doors

wait for silent lives

I am closing the doors by hitting them loud like your longing

I am throwing myself to the street I'm out of breath

Sidewalks that I crush my cigarette butts in their pavements

Under the sheeting rain

I have no answer

to the azaleas asking about you

A tavern finds me

Tables with dirty white linens

A tired raki takes me

and ask about you to my heart

I suppose that this chatterer will stop at that moment

The numb pain of this love in my left arm

35cl of raki is not enough

bring me 70cl of it taverner

the damn thing doesn't taste good in its own

melon tastes like poison

You're not here,hours are destitute

Copper vessels of Düriye* is not a good choice at this night taverner

change the track

"What a love what a misery,

my poor heart is wrack and ruin"**

is not being played anymore

Abdullah Yüce passed away

I want that your voice pours into the night like water

I want that sad songs laugh with us

I want that your hands find mine suddenly

I want that flowers from my heart run to your heart